Come Back to Me

"Tracy..."

He didn't notice his anxiety in his tone.

Her way was blocked by Brody. When Tracy was going to push away Brody who was standing in front of the door, she found that she was so weak that she was held into his arms.

He held her soft hand.

Brody frowned and shouted at her angrily, "can't you speak?"

Looking at her pale and stubborn face, he had some inexplicable feelings in his heart.

His heart trembled with the bleeding hand.

As she caught the subtext of his words, she gave a bitter and beautiful smile and said, "Brody, I don't care about your pity at all."

She tried to withdraw her hand, but it was too soft to lift a little bit of strength.

The porcelain seemed to be getting deeper and deeper.

Brody carefully held up both of her hands to see, which hurt Tracy deeply.

"Ray, fetch a bowl of water and a knife from the kitchen." Turning around, Brody said softly to Ray.

Ray nodded his head obediently.

With his brows furrowed, he bent over to check her palm.

The bloody shredded porcelain was inserted into her flesh.

"Does it hurt?"

Brody looked at Tracy and said.

His tone was a kind of pampering blame.

He seemed to be complaining about her unruly behavior.

He was complaining that she didn't take good care of herself.

"It's none of your business." Tracy said while withdrawing her hands back

She stared at him stubbornly, and her eyes were full of disgust.

"Tracy Don't be so ungrateful! "

He shouted angrily and felt uncomfortable when she looked at him in disgust.

"That's ridiculous."

She turned her head.

After a few seconds, Tracy ran towards the door through Brody's inattention.

"Come here?"

Seeing that Tracy was about to run to the door. Brody pulled a long face.

Then, he grabbed her arm and pulled her inside. At this moment, on the floor of the study, on the ground, Tracy's clothes and even her little face were stained with blood.

Brody's hands were scarlet with blood too. He directly lifted her to his chest when he saw that Tracy was stubbornly glaring at him again.

Pulling the chair aside.

Ray nodded to Brody and walked out quietly when he sent the basin and the knife.

He didn't even cast a glance at Tracy from beginning to end.

However, there was sadness on Tracy's face

Roy was just a kid, but he had already learned how to pretend to be nice to others. The fierceness and coldness of Ray in front of Tracy was in sharp contrast to his obedience in front of Brody.

Ray were

"Ah --"

sharp pain in her palm brought her back

crumpled because of the pain and she withdrew

stopped by Brody forcibly. "Don't move." he

ordered coldly,

the pieces out, he had to cut them

Would hurt.

pale face of Tracy, and his heart

her

"No --"

of the knife touched

knife, not to mention the knife directly passed into her

same time, she tried to take her hand back, but failed, because her hand was

the blood stained Tracy's

her eyes, which were full

"You know it hurts?"

cry. It's none of your business. You don't have to be sarcastic here. Let go

last word, she took a leap from the chair to the ground stiffly, her hand

Tracy's hand was dyed red by blood

"Have a seat --"

was sort of threatening this

Tracy was much more stubborn than

"No --"

her head.

she looked at him coldly, "Brody, are you worried about

at him

seemed that he remembered what he was doing after being reminded

were as cold as ice. He pulled her to a chair and

about you?

He snorted.

that he tightly pressed on her

you up

to threaten.

so much and the bleeding

as if she was going to

"A little bit painful..."

said with hesitation.

heart skipped a beat when he

pain flashed through her

Tracy was very feeble, but she

tears in her eyes, Tracy didn't say anything

painful, you can shout

he

the sharp knife at the wound

stared at the dagger intending to be

kind of fear rose from the bottom of his

because her own thought was making

the knife was to be stabbed into her body, it must be shaken back and forth in her flesh. Cut the wound on her

"Hmm --"

sharp knife was stuck in her palm, Tracy almost let out a

her teeth, she hummed.

"Clap -"

dripped on Brody's hand

didn't know whether it was her tears

a little hesitant when he felt the liquid on his hand. But soon he made up his

pierced the knife a few inches deeper, although he

bit her lower lip tightly, while the sharp pain in her palm seemed to affect her whole

the knife cutting her

little face was twisted from tangle to twisted. Because of the pain, her whole body could not help but twist on the chair randomly.

her eyes finally could not help bursting

cut

several times to stop

"Idiot --"

wrong with Tracy, Brody finally couldn't do anything to